Maria Von Messina Novels & Stories

Only ugliness would be a reason for someone to hide. Angeline Verona-Marielle Lombardi was a French-Italian woman born to Carmine Lombardi, an Italian Capo sent by Roman's father, the Don, to take over and expand the business to France, Spain, the UK, and a French Loanshark's daughter, Celine Moreau who Carmine had met and married.

"Soren, I…" "Pack your things and leave right now!" He called for two of his henchmen. "Take the Principessa up the chopper to St. Maria's College." St. Maria's College was in the suburbs of Borto. It was used specifically to punish women who betrayed the family and girls who had 'indecent thoughts'. The helicopter soon landed at the college. The college dean was a nun called Maria Ferrari. She was a 60-year-old Itolian woman with vicious eyes.

"I don't want any of you helping Caterina until Maria returns. You are to disregard her even if she's dying in front of you. Maria has depression, and it took five years of being abroad for her to get it under control. "If Caterina is punished for even one day less than those five years, Maria might get upset and jump to her death." Luigi smiled faintly and said, "Those who provoke Maria's unhappiness provoke mine as well." Those present exchanged glances, caught between envy and disbelief. They envied how Maria Natale, just an adopted daughter of the Novello Famiglia, was protected and adored by two powerful men. They also found it hard to believe that those two men actually treated me like

But he wasn’t a mere man, he was a Mafia Don and controlled this city and some parts of the world and I was his wife, which would make me powerful. “I..I..” I tried to say but she cut me off with a slap across my face. I froze as she slapped me, why would she do that, did I speak out of turn or say something I wasn't supposed me? “Rule number two, a wife of a Don never stammer she is bold and has no fear before anyone, you are a Medici, and you will act like one from now on,” she hissed and my eyes widened and I froze all of a sudden, as I held my cheek, the slap wasn’t painful but I was confused because Maria had a wide smile on her face.

she opened her arms, I drew a bit closer and hugged her. “You know,” She disengaged from the hug, “I'm not trying to convince you or anything, but the truth is, in this World, all the Men project ruthlessness and power, but amidst them, I've seen Good men, and trust me, Vincenzo is one them, it may sound like I'm lying but I've worked in this family for years, and I won't lie to you,” Mrs Maria said.

I watched his eyes drop in resignation as if he had just realized that no matter what he did, he was doomed. At least he stood a chance at escaping whoever sent him, but not Vincenzo. “It was Luna Charlotte”, he muttered lowly. I watched Vincenzo’s chest rise and fall rapidly and his entire body shook with anger. “She is working with somebody else. It's a woman, but I don't know anything about her. Please just let me go and I can find out everything “, he begged. He sighed in relief as Vincenzo released the pressure on his chest.

wait… what. “Cassandra Reis”, she said, then on a whim she added, “Salvador”, she rarely used that name when introducing herself, she had no idea why, it was a major thorn of flesh between her and Domingo. “Salvador, I believe I’ve heard that name somewhere before”, Luciano said as he scrunched his face in thought, yep, he was definitely handsome. “I believe you’ve heard of the Salvador’s enterprises, owned by Domingo Salvador, I’m his wife”.

Maria raised her hand, interrupting me before I could speak, which only made me more annoyed. I glared at her fiercely, but she remained unfazed, continuing her monologue. "No matter how many wonderful memories Louis and I shared in the past, it's now history. I am now Prince Liam's wife and Prince Chris's mother. I am not as ruthless as Evans, thinking it's normal to force a woman to marry her deceased husband's brother. Such unethical behavior will surely be punished by the Moon Goddess." Perhaps it was mentioning her son Chris that made Maria's tone genuinely sincere at this moment.

Without wasting time, she walked out of the department and headed for Valeria's office. "Please take a seat," Maria said with a forced smile on her face. "And what do I call you Ma'am?" She asked. "Dana," Dana replied, "Dana Hamilton and I heard that you are Maria Cruz, the wife of late Manuel Cruz." "Yes I am, it's nice to meet you." It was clear that Dana didn't recognize her and for some reason, it annoyed Maria. "So what do I owe this visit?" Maria asked. "I just came from Italy and after hearing the devastating news about your company, I decided it was best to see for myself and decide whether I could be of help." Dana said with all seriousness, it was almost as if she was pleading.

"Shit, she's going to get a fucking like that actress," Her home was cordoned off and a local madam, Maria, was brought in to supervise Monica. She was a tough old Sicilian, a former whore who knew all the trade and more. "OK. easy days are over," she said to Monica, who sat red eyed from crying. looing a mess. "No good snivelling. You got every prick in Sicily hard posing for those photos. They are everywhere."